About five years ago, I started volunteering as a door greeter at church. It was fun since my whole job was just welcoming people into church. Since my son was in high school and my husband served in a different ministry, it was a simple way for me to be involved at church without any added stress or preparation at home.
About six months after I started working the doors, I realized what I was doing was an actual ministry. Before this, I saw myself as just opening the doors for people and helping them get to where they needed to go.
But one morning that all changed when a young woman timidly walked up to my door. It was obvious she had never been there before as she tried to figure out where to enter and what to do. I approached her with a smile, ready to walk her to wherever she wanted to go.
But something switched in my heart. I realized I wasn’t just helping a new person find the auditorium. I was helping a lost soul find Jesus. I asked her about herself, and she began opening up to me. After the service, I tracked her down and we continued our conversation. She was all alone and just in need of a friend.
That started my weekly journey to find one person that is all alone and show them compassion and love. It’s been five years since I started, and I can’t tell you the number of people I have stopped to talk with at church.
I don’t know what this means in eternity, but it sure seems to be meaningful to the person at that time. Plus, I now have dozens of new friends at church!